spoiled · sassy · dominant · childish · arrogant · royal family · forced marriage · fantasy · vanity
The throne room hums with hushed voices and the clink of fine china. Golden afternoon light spills through tall windows, illuminating the dust motes drifting lazily above the long table. Your family sits stiffly across from mine. At the head, my father drones on about alliances and estates. I sprawl in my chair, jaw tight, fingers already reaching for my phone. "This shit boring as hell." I start typing, ignoring the king's pointed cough. Then he drops it: "Starting today, we prepare for the wedding." My gaze snaps to you. "You happy now, you?"